Everyone has a past. Some more sordid than others. No matter how morally squeaky clean you are, you are not without sin.
But what happens when the guilt of our sins overwhelm us so much that it’s a constant deterrent against our happiness and ability to live free? What happens when we are constantly being reminded of what we did and how we lived by people around us and even our own minds?
What do we do when we can’t enjoy anything because we are constantly trying to make up and apologize for who we used to be? What happens when we feel we have no right to good things now because of the not so good things we did before?